by keanna Jul 12, 2005
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Freedom is what i have, slavery is what i lost. Some had a cost to live or to dye.Now i see it go bye while i see birds fly.In my eyes i kno its freedom and i see what was done was left alone. It's like i'm in a cone stuffed up to be gone.I have freedom and i'm not alone. |